Monthly Archives: August 2017

And I heard my friend murmur… “…this has got to stop!“ I was in Denver with my 27-year-old son last week when I saw the news of what was unfolding in Charlottesville. Live and in color and … Continue reading →

…and I heard them murmur… “How hot could it get?” Every once in a while, it can feel like you are in the middle of the furnace with fire all around you. It’s more than living in Texas in August. … Continue reading →